Upon arriving at the ancestral home, Feng Mingshu understood why Wang Ma's youngest daughter-in-law was avoiding his gaze.
Because the ancestral home collapsed recently, Wang Ma instructed her youngest son to send a telegram to inform her, but her daughter-in-law secretly stopped her.
Now that the matter has been brought to light, Wang Ma was so angry that she hit her youngest son and daughter-in-law with her cane. In the end, Feng Mingshu stopped her: "Wang Ma, I haven't kept in touch with you for a long time, so they are bound to overthink things. But I'm back now, so it won't delay things."
It certainly didn't cause any delay. The educated youth who originally lived there had all been relocated elsewhere. The original site was a pile of broken bricks and tiles, which showed that it had been ransacked and searched. Even the hole that was used to cover the woodshed had been dug out.
She remembered that there were several bags of grain inside, as well as sweet potato dumplings and the like, but she didn't know if they would still be edible when they were dug out.
"Ptooey! Ptooey! Ptooey!"
In the dilapidated temple behind Xiaowangzhuang, there were all the bags that had been brought out from the pit in the woodshed of the Feng family's ancestral home. Liu Xinyi, a female educated youth, excitedly opened the bags and searched through them, but was almost choked by the moldy grain. She quickly turned her head and spat several times.
Even so, Liu Xinyi did not give up. She poured out all the moldy grains, spread them out, and then searched for them bit by bit.
But as time went by, she began to get irritated: "How could there not be? The pit in the woodshed is clearly where the Feng family hides their treasure."
Indeed, Liu Xinyi played a significant role in the collapse of the Feng family's ancestral home, all for the sake of the Feng family's hidden treasures.
But after she pried open and searched through all the rotten sweet potatoes, she found nothing except to get herself dirty.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the temple.
Liu Xinyi asked warily, "Who's outside?"
"I."
A casual voice rang out as Qian Eryong entered the dilapidated temple, his gaze sweeping over the pile of junk in front of Liu Xinyi: "What are you doing with all this stuff? Using it as fertilizer?"
Liu Xinyi was nervous at first, but when she heard his words, she relaxed immediately and wanted to go over and act cute. But when she saw that her hands were dirty, she quickly retreated: "Brother Eryong, stay away from me. I smell bad right now."
"Then let's all stink together." Qian Eryong stepped forward, reached out and hugged Liu Xinyi, his clean clothes getting dirty in the process.
Liu Xinyi was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears. Over the past few years, she had been pursuing Qian Eryong. Although their relationship had grown closer year by year, this was the first time she had ever been held by Qian Eryong like this, without him minding that she was dirty.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Liu Xinyi couldn't help but reveal some information: "Brother Eryong, the exercise is over, and our opportunity is coming."
A glint flashed in Qian Eryong's eyes, but he still held Liu Xinyi in his arms, saying casually, "I don't care about opportunities. We're fine as we are now. Once I get another batch of goods out and make some money, I can marry you in style."
Hearing that he was finally going to marry her, Liu Xinyi was very excited, but she was even more concerned about the opportunity: "Brother Eryong, the opportunity I'm talking about is a big one. If we seize it, our lives will be completely different."
Qian Eryong seemed to finally show some interest, and released her, asking, "Tell me about it."
Liu Xinyi talked a lot, about the changing situation and possible future trends, which successfully attracted Qian Eryong. In particular, when she mentioned the possibility of allowing private businesses in the future and her business acumen, Qian Eryong's eyes lit up and his gaze towards her changed.
Liu Xinyi was secretly pleased with herself. She was a time traveler from the future, and even if Qian Eryong was a future tycoon, he would still have to learn from her.
That night, Qian Eryong and Liu Xinyi did not go down the mountain. They talked in the dilapidated temple under the moonlight until the sun rose.
After that night, their feelings for each other deepened, and Liu Xinyi was no longer fixated on the Feng family's treasure. She believed that even without the treasure, with her help as a time traveler, Qian Eryong could become a tycoon, and rise to wealth much faster.
Therefore, when Liu Xinyi learned that the Feng family had come after she came down the mountain, she was neither nervous nor disappointed.
Liu Xinyi became wary after seeing Qian Eryong walk straight toward the Feng family member, and followed him.
Upon seeing the other person's face, Liu Xinyi's alarm bells went off. She quickly grabbed Qian Eryong's arm, forced a smile, and asked, "Brother Eryong, who is this? Introduce him to me."
Qian Eryong patted Liu Xinyi's hand reassuringly and said with a smile, "This is the wife of a high-ranking official. I'm not even qualified to be in front of her, so how could I have the face to introduce her to you?"
Hearing this, Liu Xinyi relaxed her guard, but she didn't care about being called a "leader's wife." In ten years, who knew who would be more noble?
Liu Xinyi extended her hand directly: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Liu Xinyi. I'm an educated youth from Xiaowangzhuang. How should I address the leader's wife?"
Feng Mingshu arrived at the brigade headquarters early in the morning, firstly to reclaim her ancestral home, and secondly to ask the brigade to organize some people to help rebuild the ancestral home, offering to provide food and wages.
Before the matter was even finished, many villagers came to greet her, and Feng Mingshu responded to them all without any airs.
When Qian Eryong came over to greet her, she treated him the same way. But when Liu Xinyi reached out to her, she sensed something was different.
With a hint of doubt in his eyes, Feng Mingshu shook hands with her and said with a smile, "Hello, Liu Zhiqing. My surname is Feng. You can just call me Comrade Feng. There are no leaders' wives here."
Liu Xinyi laughed: "Comrade Feng is indeed approachable. Let's exchange addresses and keep in touch."
Feng Mingshu withdrew her hand and said apologetically, "I just returned to Bincheng and haven't even settled on a place to stay yet. However, I will be returning to Xiaowangzhuang often in the future. If you need anything, you can leave a message for me at Aunt Wang's."
Liu Xinyi's smile faded, she gave a few perfunctory words, and then called Qian Eryong to leave.
At this moment, Feng Mingshu finally realized that Liu Xinyi should be an "extraordinary person" similar to Chu Xuanxuan, because they had a similar temperament, which was an undisguised sense of superiority when looking at others.
Feng Mingshu sighed. In a way, she was a "superhuman" who had been reborn, but in the past ten years, what truly gave her confidence was her husband who lived far away on an island.
Even now, the villagers surround her because of her status as the wife of a high-ranking official.
However, she no longer cared about any of that.
Five days later, the ancestral home was rebuilt, including the woodshed.
As for the real treasure chamber beneath the woodshed, Feng Mingshu did not touch it.
She wanted to wait for her mother to return so she could give her the key to the secret room back, because she felt that only her mother could better utilize the treasures.
Afterwards, she returned to Bincheng, and the small villa was indeed vacated.
She also met someone she never expected in the building.
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